Gloria Lee – Bilingual Children’s Author & Storyteller
✨ Stories that spark curiosity, kindness, and laughter.

Gloria Lee is a bilingual storyteller based in Christchurch, New Zealand.
She reimagines Greek myths with warmth, humour, and imagination —
weaving tales that connect generations and hearts.

Welcome to Gloria Lee’s World.

Gloria Lee is a bilingual author and storyteller based in Christchurch, New Zealand.
She retells Greek myths with warmth, humor, and imagination — weaving tales that bridge art, wisdom, and heart across generations.

Category: Storyteller’s Journey

  • 31-Day Platform Challenge, Day 4: Author page frenzy!

    배움의 끝은 소유가 아니라, 다시 건네는 일이라고 믿습니다I 질문이 많다는 건, 아직 마음의 문이 닫히지 않았다는 뜻이니까요. learning is not about owning knowledge, but about returning it to the worldHaving many questions means your mind is still open.

  • Author Platform Challenge — Day 2: Where Hope Begins

    I want children to love this. Simply. Clearly. I imagine their curious hearts beating first,before they fully understand the meaning—their fingers unable to let go of the page,turning it again and again. As they look at the illustrations,their pupils widen,and imagination bursts quietly inside their minds.I believe in that silent joy. And beside them,parents and…

  • Author Platform Challenge — Day 1: Assess & Prioritize

    “하루에 한 주제씩 실천하며, 31일 동안 작가 플랫폼을 완성하는 여정”이 챌린지는 하루하루 작은 과제를 통해, 제 작품과 강점을 정리하고 출판사나 독자에게 잘 보여줄 수 있는 작가 플랫폼을 구축하는 프로젝트입니다. ① 지금 이미 가진 것 창의적 경험과 스토리텔링글쓰기와 스토리텔링 경험을 바탕으로, 그림과 음악, 클래식, 문학 등 다양한 예술 분야를 즐겨 생활하며, 이러한 경험들이 제 작품에 색과…

  • 🌿A Journey Through Heat, Memory, and Quiet Realizations

    This morning began with a strange mix of air —humid, warm, a little heavy.The sky wasn’t one colour either;it shifted between grey clouds, white clouds, and slices of blue.A morning that felt exactly like people:depending on which side you look at,the whole story changes. I took the train from the city,hoping for something new, something…

  • 🌿 Southbound Day — Learning as I Walk

    🌿 Southbound Day — Learning as I Walk

    I began my second day in Auckland by boarding a train from Henderson,transferring at Newmarket, and heading south—a journey that felt heavier and hotter than expected,wrapped in 25-degree humidity under a sky of mixed grey, white, and blue.A sky that reminded me of people:how depending on which side you face,you meet a completely different mood.…

  • Following Scents Between Train Stops — A Journey Inspired by Perfume

    Between the first and second day of my train journey,I found myself becoming a little like the protagonist of Perfume —drawn not by maps or plans,but by scents carried gently through each town. I stepped off trains without knowing where I would end up.Sometimes, a familiar floral scent would stop me in my tracksand bring…

  • ✨ “Westbound, with a Pocketful of Curiosity”

    The moment I step onto a train,I turn into a schoolgirl again —wide-eyed, curious, ready for anything. This morning, I left without plans.Under a sky painted with grey clouds, white clouds, and hints of blue,the world felt quiet, as if inviting me somewhere. I got off at Henderson,walked wherever the breeze pulled me,and paused wherever…

  • Nurturing Your Hoya: A Journey of Blooming at Home

    After moving homes, my Hoya plant went silent for six long weeks. But on a quiet Sunday morning, it bloomed — a small miracle reminding me that when your heart is sincere, even the universe helps you.

  • Embrace Elegant Mornings with Jasmine Tea

    Embrace Elegant Mornings with Jasmine Tea

    A gentle morning turned into quiet laughter — a kettle resting off its base, jasmine flowers waiting patiently, and a writer learning that grace often hides in small clumsy moments. Here’s to finding calm and joy in the sweet imperfection of everyday mornings.

  • ☕ The Art of Saying Nothing (But Meaning Everything)

    Today, I’m in that mood —the “say-anything-but-mean-something” kind of mood.My mind feels crowded with thoughts,but my mouth just throws out random words. Some people spit out words.Some paint with them — soft as watercolors, dreamy as rainbows.Some sin through words.And some heal others simply by staying silent. But isn’t it ironic?The ones who should stay…